<h4>Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Chloe Simpson, Tonight No One Can Save You</h4>


    "Ah!"


    Chloe Simpson was caught off guard; she never expected Lucas Hughes to suddenly change his demeanor.


    She was violently thrown onto the bed, her head spinning, her vision blurred. Before she could even get up, Lucas immediately pounced on her.


    "You refuse to drink the forbearance toast but insist on the punishment ss, huh? Fine, I’ll oblige you! Tonight, I’ll make sure to satisfy you plenty!"


    With that one p, Lucas’s true colors were fully revealed.


    The contorted malice on his face made it look like he was ready to devour Chloe alive.


    Chloe saw the expression on Lucas’s face, and in an instant, she felt thunderstruck.


    How could Lucas possibly be like this?


    No! Lucas wasn’t like this!


    They had been together for five years, and the Lucas she knew from school used to be so gentle, so refined.


    In those five years, he had never even raised his voice at her, let aloney hands on her like this.


    And now, to think he would try to force her!


    In that fleeting moment, the countless memories from the past five years shed before Chloe’s eyes like scenes from a movie ying on loop.


    But Lucas’s rough tearing of her clothes snapped her back to the harsh reality.


    "Lucas Hughes, let go of me! You bastard!"


    Chloe reached out, trying to fight back, but Lucas grabbed her hands and pinned them down onto the bed.


    "I’m a bastard? Ha! Chloe, how dare you call me a bastard? Huh? Wasn’t it you who stumbled into the wrong room in the first ce, who betrayed our rtionship first?"


    "You’re the one who kept entangling yourself with Alexander Johnson, again and again. You’re the one who wronged me first. Don’t you owe me some kind ofpensation? We were together for five whole years, and I never even touched you."


    "But in the end, someone else got to enjoy what was mine. You’ve slept with Alexander Johnson so many times already, so what’s the big deal with doing it with me once? Sure, we’re divorced now, but haven’t you and Alexander Johnson not even gotten married yet?"


    "Or is it that you’ve been a shallow, gold-digging, seductive woman all along? Just because he’s the Crown Prince of the Capital Circle, just because he’s the sole heir of the Johnson n Group, you willingly let him toy with you, right? Huh?!"


    Lucas hadpletely snapped, his face almost grotesquely twisted with rage.


    Chloe could hardly believe it. The man she had loved for five years had turned into something utterly terrifying.


    Now, there was only one thought left in her mind: she needed to escape, to get help!


    In a panic, she tried to reach for her phone to call for help.


    But before she could take it out, Lucas snatched it from her and hurled it aside.


    "What, nning to call the cops? Or maybe you want to contact someone toe save you? Let me tell you, Chloe, tonight, you’re mine. No one can save you! Hahaha!"


    Lucas’s eyes widened as he let out a maniacalugh.


    What he didn’t know was that when he threw the phone, the call had already connected to someone.


    And that someone was none other than Alexander Johnson.


    When Chloe grabbed her phone, during their struggle, her thumb had identally hit the fingerprint unlock, opening the phone.


    And as Lucas fought to snatch the phone from her, it identally dialed Alexander’s number.


    For the past month, Alexander Johnson had been confined to the family estate by the old master. Even his work was being handled from there, and he hadn’t stepped outside once.


    However, Jack Woods frequently stopped by to bring updates about Chloe.


    So, Alexander wasn’t too worried.


    But tonight, for some inexplicable reason, he felt irritable, restless, and unable to sleep.


    When Chloe’s call came in, Alexander was smoking by the floor-to-ceiling window.


    Seeing Chloe’s name on the caller ID, he didn’t hesitate for a second before answering.


    He thought, if she was calling thiste, something serious must have happened.


    As soon as the call connected, he was greeted by Chloe’s gut-wrenching scream.


    "Ah! Lucas Hughes! Get off me!"


    Alexander dropped the cigarette from his hand and shouted into the phone, "Chloe, what’s going on? What’s happening? Where are you right now?"


    But the only response was Chloe’s screams, growing louder and more desperate.


    "Chloe, can you hear me?! Chloe! Chloe!"


    Alexander shouted frantically, but Chloe couldn’t hear him at all.


    At that moment, she was using all her strength to resist, to fight back.


    "Ah! Lucas Hughes, you animal!"


    "No! Lucas, you monster! Let me go!"


    Of course, in a situation like this, no matter how loudly Alexander shouted on the other end of the phone, Lucas couldn’t hear him either.


    Chloe’s phoney on the floor, its screen still lit up.


    Alexander, listening helplessly to Chloe’s heart-wrenching cries, clenched his fist so tightly that the veins on the back of his hand stood out in sharp relief.


    After taking a deep breath, he hung up the call, grabbed his car keys, and jumped straight from the window down to the underground garage. He got in his car and sped off in the direction of Golden Sunshine.


    He had heard Lucas Hughes’s voice on the call and assumed Chloe must be at Golden Sunshine.


    On the way, he called Jack Woods: "Jack, send people out immediately to find Chloe Simpson’s location. Once you’ve found her, head there straightaway."


    Alexander and Jack each took a separate route. If Chloe wasn’t at Golden Sunshine, Jack could still respond quickly once her location was confirmed and save her in time.


    Meanwhile, Chloe, her voice hoarse from screaming, had lost every ounce of strength. Shey limp beneath Lucas, giving up her resistance entirely, suffocating in despair.